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Theme 1: Introduction
Character: Gilbert Bielschmidt
He wasn’t sure how he had gotten himself into this.
One moment, he was casually joking around with Tonio and Francis, the rancid alcohol flowing as freely as their laughter.
Within the next instant however, his eyes were snagged by that female, a face he would have never noticed before.
Maybe it was the way her hair was falling, or the mildly insecure expression shining in her mesmerizing eyes. But there was something about her that drew him in.
He didn’t think. He moved. His feet walked him over, his mind oblivious to anything else. He was only devoted to her and her alone. She was still tarrying near the doorway when he finally reached her, her eyes scanning the room in earnest.
One moment, he was casually joking around with Tonio and Francis, the rancid alcohol flowing as freely as their laughter.
Within the next instant however, his eyes were snagged by that female, a face he would have never noticed before.
Maybe it was the way her hair was falling, or the mildly insecure expression shining in her mesmerizing eyes. But there was something about her that drew him in.
He didn’t think. He moved. His feet walked him over, his mind oblivious to anything else. He was only devoted to her and her alone. She was still tarrying near the doorway when he finally reached her, her eyes scanning the room in earnest.
“You seem lost, Fraulein.”
She jumped at his nearness, his voice almost reminding her of a rake against stones.
Startled himself, he cleared his throat, a pale hand extending towards her. “My name’s Gil… Maybe I can help you?”
Startled himself, he cleared his throat, a pale hand extending towards her. “My name’s Gil… Maybe I can help you?”
A bright smile followed, one that nearly took his breath away. “Thank you…” Her voice was filled with relief, weight seeming to fall off of her shoulders and make her that much more beautiful. “(Y/n)… And I am very lost.”
He grinned, bringing her hand to his lips when she accepted him. He nearly chuckled at the slightly flustered heat that crossed her cheeks at his touch, but he ignored it in favour of trying to restrain his own. “Maybe you’re not lost at all, (Y/n).”
She rolled her eyes, a light and playful laugh following. “Don’t tell me you’re one of those cheesy romantics.”
I may just be, (Y/n)… I may just be…
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100 Themes Challenge - 03. Company
Character: South Italy "Romano" / Lovino Vargas
Theme 03: Company
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He hated his job.
Lovino Vargas loathed the stiff fabric of his button down shirt and the chokehold of his tie. He detested the sweat that pooled around his collar and the uncomfortable pinch of his too-tight faux leather shoes, the toes polished until they sparkled. More than anything, he abhorred waking up early in the morning and fighting to tame the dark locks of his hair, eyes bruised from lack of sleep, stomach growling for sustenance, he having been too tired to eat dinner after a long night at the office.
Upon the top of his desk sat a paper cup, ha
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100 Themes Challenge - 01. Beginning
Character: America / Alfred F. Jones
Theme 01: Beginning
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“You love her.”
He had barked out a laugh, waved away the words of his companion with claims that he most certainly had not fallen in love. Settled at his desk, Alfred F. Jones raked his fingers through his hair, leaned back in his seat to stare up at the ceiling. Arthur had been mistaken, there was no way he could fall in love with someone like you.
You were shy and never wanted to do anything he deemed fun, plain and boring; definitely not a babe worthy of the hero.
Exhaling through his nostrils the blonde clenched his jaw, attempted to chase away the
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100 Themes Challenge - 02. Obsession
Character: Russia / Ivan Braginsky
Theme 02: Obsession
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Obsessed… He hated that word.
Through the parted curtains the moon cast a soft glow upon the floorboards, bathing the room in pale blue. The hour was late, most other having collapsed into slumber… but not Ivan Braginsky.
He couldn’t bring himself to close his eyes lest he wake up to find that the bed was empty, leaving him alone. Upon the nightstand, the red numbers upon his digital clock shifted onward, counting the time spent engaged in a war against the lull of the sandman. Rather than submit, he listened to the steady rhythm of your breathing, t
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So... Hello, all. I finally won a debate against myself and decided that I would give this 100 Themes Challenge thing a go. They're all going to be really short things, about a page single-spaced at most. Each one will feature a different Hetalia character, including the 2P's later on if I can. I can't say they're going to be any good whatsoever as I will not be going back and editing any of them until after I have finished all of them. As for news regarding my other stories... I am working on The Beach prizes still, but I have hit road blocks with all of them. My England series will soon be up and running again, and I am in the midst of the often requested Japan Reader Insert... Good old Kiku is such a hard character to write for... And I love him so much... Hm...
So... Hello, all. I finally won a debate against myself and decided that I would give this 100 Themes Challenge thing a go. They're all going to be really short things, about a page single-spaced at most. Each one will feature a different Hetalia character, including the 2P's later on if I can. I can't say they're going to be any good whatsoever as I will not be going back and editing any of them until after I have finished all of them. As for news regarding my other stories... I am working on The Beach prizes still, but I have hit road blocks with all of them. My England series will soon be up and running again, and I am in the midst of the often requested Japan Reader Insert... Good old Kiku is such a hard character to write for... And I love him so much... Hm...
Anyway, I do not own Hetalia. I am far from being that amazing.
Prussia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya.
You belong to you.
Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy some of my other drabbles.
Ciao for now~ 
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He may just... He may just be...
Just admit it, Gil, you just love me~ 
Wahahahahahaha!!!